Waste materials against the sky: the emperor's only favorite daughter-in-law

Chapter 3 It really is him, His Royal Highness Chen Wang!
An Mujin's phoenix eyes suddenly froze, and the beautiful eyes were pitch black and bottomless, carrying bursts of murderous aura, which made people feel a suffocating sense of oppression.

With An Mujin's sudden resistance, An Mo thought for a moment that this useless material had grown up.

"Tie me up!"

An Mo didn't take An Mujin seriously. After all, An Mujin was just a waste no matter what she did. So what if she yelled loudly?

Seeing the servants coming forward with ropes, An Mujin smiled, her voice was low but majestic and imposing.

"Think about it clearly. The third lady is going to feed me to a beast. Now she is the only one in this mansion. Even if I die, I won't be noticed. But what should I do when Lord Hou comes back and asks? Even if they don't If you are concerned about my life, don't forget that the empress dowager personally ordered me to be engaged to the sixth prince, if there is something wrong with me, empress dowager can blame me, and you will not be able to get rid of it."

An Mujin's words are very reasonable, even if the people in Anhou Mansion don't care about her, there is an old concubine in the palace, since the old concubine is willing to marry her to the sixth prince, there must be something hidden in it, It is also possible to use this relationship to frighten this group of servants.

After hearing what she said, An Mo's complexion suddenly changed, An Mujin was obviously picking up which pot was left unopened.What An Mo hated the most was the engagement between An Muzhen and the Sixth Prince. If it wasn't for this engagement, she would have become the Sixth Princess long ago.

If it weren't for this engagement, An Mo would not have gone to great lengths to find Fatty Wang to get rid of An Muzhen. After such a lot of trouble, An Muzhen came back safe and sound.

The more An Mo thought about it, the angrier she became in her heart. She stared at An Mujin fiercely, her eyes seemed to burst into flames, and she wished to smash her to pieces.

"Tie me up and drag me to the dungeon!"

An Mo gritted her teeth and opened her mouth, but the servants remained motionless.

Seeing such a scene, An Mo was even more furious, and deliberately raised his tone: "What? You can't rebel if you want to! Tie me up!"

Seeing An Mo's roar, the servants were also in a dilemma. After all, they had to listen to the master's words, but they couldn't afford to offend the old concubine in the palace.

"Third Miss, the Eldest Miss is the daughter of the first wife after all, and she is also the future Sixth Princess. If something goes wrong, the slaves can't bear it."

The servants are also in a dilemma. Facing the young master in front of them, they can only think about the big master behind An Mujin.

"Okay! You are all kind, dare to disobey this lady's order! Let's see how my father will deal with you when he comes back!"

An Mo stretched out her slender jade fingers, pointed at the servants around her, gritted her teeth, and said every word. If she could, she would like to take them all out and feed them to the dogs.

"Good third sister, I'm really sleepy, you can do me a favor and let me go to sleep, be good, be obedient."

An Mujin's tone was obviously sarcasm. She, An Mo, was originally the daughter of the mansion and the favorite daughter of Master An. When would it be the turn of a good-for-nothing to insult her.

"Oh, so what if you have the support of the concubine? You must know that the Sixth Prince's heart will never be with you, you will always be an ugly decoration, and vases still have their use value, but you are just a waste material without any use! "

An Mo, who was still full of anger, smiled instantly, wanting to humiliate An Mo, she was tired of work.

An Mo smiled, and An Mujin also smiled. Her smile was even more beautiful than An Mo's, like a flower, like a cloud, like morning dew, refreshing.She looked at An Mo, walked in front of her with gentle steps, leaned slightly, and opened her teeth lightly: "Sanmei is right, I am ugly, but no matter how ugly I am, I have to be placed in front of the hall To be worshiped by others, you still have to call me Wangfei Niangniang. As for other vases, no matter how beautiful they are, they can only be placed in the side room, and no one cares about them."

An Muzhen's perfect refusal made An Mo's face flush with anger, she frowned and turned to look at An Muzhen and shouted in disgust: "Bitch..."

As soon as An Mo uttered a word, the butler who hurriedly came from outside the door interrupted: "Miss San, someone from Prince Chen's residence has come to give gifts."

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the words Chenwangfu.

An Mo was wondering why the Chen Palace suddenly came to give gifts, and the Chen Palace actually came to give gifts to the palace!

An Mo wanted to ask who the gift was for, but Chang Qing walked in straight from the door.

"Your Highness ordered, the lady in the house was frightened, and dragged me to send some things to visit."

Changqing's tone was cold, and his eyes did not have any focus. It was hard for people to guess who the lady he was talking about was.

Hearing Chang Qing's words, An Mo, who was flushed with anger, suddenly showed a flattered color on his face.

"The Changqing guards are here to help."

An Mo smiled and gave the maid beside her a wink. Seeing that the maid stepped forward and stuffed the gold into Changqing's hand, she couldn't wait to walk to the red lacquered wooden box filled with soft gold and silver behind Changqing.

"His Royal Highness Chen really has the heart to send so many things." An Mo stared straight at the most dazzling water-red hibiscus flower in the box, and slowly held it in his hand to fiddle with it. Braving the golden light, "I also ask the Changqing guards to thank His Royal Highness Prince Chen on behalf of An Mo."

"Your Highness said this is for..."

Changqing frowned slightly, wanting to explain.

"I know, Your Highness is for me, Your Highness is really caring."

While An Mo was fiddling with the pearl flower in her hand, her eyes kept searching for the treasure she was interested in in the box.

"It's not..."

Chang Qing's face darkened, but he continued to explain.

"There is no need to thank you, I know, but I still have to thank Your Highness sincerely."

Seeing An Mo like this, Chang Qing couldn't help it, and said quickly: "These things are not for you, but for Miss Di, An Mujin."

Chang Qing finished speaking in one breath, without giving An Mo a chance to interrupt.But Changqing was also silently complaining in his heart, why did the master give him such a task, the third lady of the Anfu really overestimated her capabilities.

As soon as Changqing's words came out, anyone in the courtyard would be surprised and looked at An Mujin with incredulous eyes.

And An Mujin also looked confused.

she?She has never even met His Royal Highness Chen Wang, let alone gave her a gift.

"An Mujin!? Did you make a mistake!"

An Mo had infinite sarcasm on his face, how could His Royal Highness Chen Wang give a gift to a waste material.

"Who's to say it's wrong!" A male voice with a clear and strong magnetism came from the door.

he!It's him!

Seeing the man coming, An Mo happily leaned in front of the man, her tone full of excitement, joy and grievance: "Your Highness, let me just say, how could you give something to a stupid waste. "

And everyone in the courtyard knelt down one after another: "His Royal Highness."

Chen Wang?King's Landing?

Isn't that the real brother of Emperor Gu Pingguo? Isn't that the real brother of An Mujin's fiancé?

It is said that His Royal Highness Prince Chen of the Guping Kingdom is a first-class genius in the entire Zixiong Continent, born with the fourth-order human realm power. Looking back at the history of the entire Zixiong Continent, there is only one person with such a talent.

That person is the myth of this world, he is already the emperor of the ninth level of heaven, according to legend, this person has been practicing on the Dongji Mountain in the corner of the North Sea, and almost no one has seen his face.

In the cultivation system, one can live forever after reaching the sixth level of the Heaven Realm, and this emperor has become a Daluo Immortal.

There are dozens of fairy boys serving on the mountain, accompanied by an eighth-level imperial concubine. The mountain is beautiful, with outstanding people, and it is a place that mortals yearn for.

It is because of Chen Wang's extraordinary talent that his mind power is at least a peerless master of the ninth level of the human realm.

Looking around, no one in Guping Country or even in the entire Zixiong Continent can match his abilities.

Why is he here?

He turned out to be Chen Wang?

Jun Lintian glanced sideways at An Mo, and then remained silent on his majestic expression, which made An Mo look extremely embarrassed.

An Mujin couldn't believe her eyes. When everyone was kneeling down, she stood upright and stared at him intently.

Chen Wang entered against the light, and the golden sun shone from behind him.Although his appearance cannot be seen clearly because of the refraction of the light, his stalwart figure and his gait exude a unique kingly aura. He dominates the world, and Shunchang's infinite arrogance makes people unable to resist surrender.

Three or four guards followed behind him, and he strode towards where An Mujin was with his head held high.

As Chen Wang walked steadily and got closer, An Mujin finally saw his appearance clearly.

Sure enough it was him!

The sharp-edged face was handsome and resolute, and in the deep and bright eyes, there was a decisive and icy breath. His lips were slightly pursed, and the terrifying murderous aura instantly permeated the entire Hou Mansion.

This kind of temperament is completely different from what An Mujin saw in Zui Xiaoyao before.

Before, he wanted to save people, but now he wanted to eat people.

If An Muzhen hadn't looked at the black robe embroidered with python patterns flying on him, it would be hard for An Muzhen to be sure that they were the same person.

An Muzhen raised her head slightly, and looked again cautiously, but he looked sideways, his ice-like eyes just met An Muzhen's gaze, and when the four eyes met, An Muzhen immediately lowered her head.

The cold-faced owl king, the king is in the sky.

The iron-blooded Shura is the number of kings.

Being able to sit on an equal footing with the emperor, the supreme prince, like his name, rules the world and is proud of the world.

Sure enough.

Just because of her well-deserved reputation, An Mujin knew that she could not offend this ancestor. Is she in a hurry to kneel now?

"His Royal Highness, you are talking."

As long as Jun Lintian doesn't make a sound, everyone present will not dare to say anything, but she, An Mo, keeps talking.

The corner of An Mujin's mouth couldn't help revealing a sneer of disdain. Such a person is not worth fighting with her.

Hearing what An Mo said, Jun Lintian's face darkened. He didn't look at An Mo, and his tone was like a knife's edge: "What kind of thing are you? I deserve this king to give you a gift!"

Then the corner of Jun Lintian's mouth twitched slightly, and he walked up to An Mujin.

Within An Mujin's line of sight, she could only see a pair of python-print boots embroidered with golden silk auspicious clouds, accompanied by steady and regular footsteps, getting closer and closer to herself.

"An Mujin."

There were only three words without any tone, but when they came out of Jun Lintian's mouth, these three words were thrown in front of her one by one like three pieces of ice.

(End of this chapter)